Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket.

A/N: Well… I've got no idea what else to write about… but I'll get something done, nevertheless.


"You."

Tohru scrambled to her feet and peered at Kyo's door. "Kyo-kun?"

"Now… I…"

"Ah, my Princess!" Ayame called, back in the scene. "I am back, and this time, with a shirt for my dear little brother! Oh YUKI…"

"Aaya?"

Ayame twirled and came face-to-face with Shigure. "Gure-san! Have you been cheating on me with that editor?"

"Not at all, Aaya. I only have eyes for you… besides, she left a few minutes ago out of sheer misery."

Tohru watched with a blank expression, till she caught sight of a movement down near the kitchen. "Sohma-kun?"

Yuki flinched and tried to duck behind the doorframe, but not before Shigure yelled, "A new shirt? One of Aaya's? Try it on immediately!"

Ayame, now focussed on Yuki, swooped down and dropped the shirt on Yuki's head. "Ah, you don't need to thank me. I am only doing what a responsible older brother like myself should be doing."

"No you aren't," Yuki grumbled, taking the shirt off his head. "You should be leaving me alone. And what is this anyway? I don't need a new shirt. Especially one as…" he couldn't find a word for it.

Yuki's shirt was a very long sleeved V-neck. Yellow flowers were dotted around randomly on the front, and printed on the pocket was a big pink kiss-mark. On the back, like Kyo's, was a man in a maid's outfit and a cartoon Ayame winking. In large writing were the words, "Don't be afraid to let your secret side show!" The material also had a woolly feel about it, and Yuki couldn't help but feel annoyed.

What a way for a small plan to backfire. Yuki wondered if Kyo had already put on his shirt.

Almost as though his mind had been read, Tohru called to the Cat's room, "Kyo-kun? Does it fit?"

"Unfortunately," came the despondent reply.

"Does he not sound delighted, Gure-san?"

"Oh, doesn't he?" grinned Shigure. They exchanged knowing glances, and Yuki gave Tohru one last hopeless look.

"Honda-san, I… don't need a shirt. Is there no chance that Kyo will want another one?"

"Of course not!" Ayame butted in quickly. "That one is for you. Now, go put it on, Yuki!"

Yuki protested but Ayame grabbed his current shirt and dragged him over to his room.

"Now, don't take long, little brother!"

Yuki gaped. "But… I…"

Ayame shut the door on Yuki and turned back to the remaining two. Tohru was looking a little spaced out and Shigure was grinning from ear-to-ear.

"Ah, if only I had a camera," Shigure sighed cheerfully. "It would make my day."

Tohru thought back to the time when Hatori had taken a picture of Yuki and Kyo at the School Culture Festival and had later given her the camera. "I have one still that Hatori gave me a long time ago," she piped up.

Shigure looked like he was going to explode with delight. "Oh, go fetch it right away! And speaking of Ha-san…"

Ayame gasped. "We cannot let him miss out on the wonderful sight of Kyo and Yuki clad in the glorious garments from my shop. I must call him!"

Tohru nodded and hurried off to find the camera. Little did Kyo or Yuki know that putting on the awful shirts was just the beginning of their troubles.

A/N: Hmm… I wonder if Yuki and Kyo have mirrors in their rooms? Heh heh… well not in this story, they don't. I'm enjoying this. Anyone like to review?